Chapter 67

But, not close, Yan Jinzhi's voice came in from outside the door, "third brother..."

He stood at the door and scratched his head awkwardly. "Sorry, you go on, i... that..." he pointed to the upstairs. "There's something urgent in the hospital. I have to go back."

Finish saying, the sole of foot smears oil of Ran, return considerate of shut a door for them.

Mo Beiting pushed Chen Baimo away, "you have a good rest."

This time, without waiting for her to say anything more, she strode away.

Mo Beiting went upstairs and didn't go back to his room immediately. Instead, he stood in the corridor and smoked a cigarette. He thought it was almost time to go in.

He changed another bottle and slowed down the speed of the drop. Then he stood by the bed and looked down at Shen Yiqiao with half his head retracted into the quilt.

She is very thin, her face is only the size of a palm, and her facial features are very beautiful, which is no less than those female stars who are half red.

Black hair spread on the white pillow, forming a strong sense of visual impact!

She sleeps very uneasily, this time he has the deep experience, like now, even if took the sleeping pill, the eyebrow is also wrinkled.

"Shen Yiqiao," he sat down and pressed his fingers on her slightly frowned eyebrows. His low voice was almost inaudible, "who are you thinking of?"

Yi Qiao got up late in the morning, dizzy, the whole person has no strength, lying in bed lazy do not want to move.

She turned over and put her hand on the pillow beside her, flat and cold, without any trace of sleeping.

There was a faint smell of tobacco in the room.

After staying in bed for more than ten minutes, I couldn't hold my stomach and kept protesting. I got up from bed and habitually put on my shoes. After several times of empty feet, I remembered that she had lived in so long and hadn't bought slippers!

I'm going to the mall after dinner.

Yi Qiao's eyes narrowed down the stairs and saw Mo Beiting and Chen Baimo sitting at the dining table. They blinked blankly: "Miss Chen, you haven't left yet?"

Chen Baimo is awkwardly biting chopsticks. She is arrogant and arrogant. She is directly asked by Yi Qiao, and her face can't hang up immediately.

Mo Beiting frowned, "are you so prickly in the Shen family?"

He doesn't feel aggrieved for Chen Baimo. He just doesn't like Shen Yiqiao's sharp lifestyle.

Yi Qiao walked to the dining table and sat down. She lifted her feet casually and curled up her toes playfully. "The Shen family doesn't have her husband's ex girlfriend, so they should be calm."

Chen Baimo squeezed the chopsticks tightly.

Mo Beiting stared at her unfathomably.

Just now, there was a friendly atmosphere. Because of her arrival, there was a lot of tension.

Yi Qiao didn't seem to notice. She fiddled with the food bag on the table, such as crystal shrimp dumplings, Shaomai, barbecued pork bun, steamed chicken feet with drum juice

There are many kinds of food. It's appetizing to watch.

Chen white foam gas gnash teeth: "Miss Shen, do not know what you like to eat, so, did not order your."

"I'm very casual. I don't choose. I like what Miss Chen ordered," she said with a smile, bending her eyes. She took away a portion of chicken feet and a portion of barbecued pork bun. "But should miss chen change her tongue? I now... "

She looked at Mo Beiting and laughed more brightly. "It's Mrs. Mo sanshao."

Mo Beiting snorted.

Head down for breakfast.

Damn it, he even thought that this title from her mouth, very useful!

Chen Baimo is satirically pale and looks at Mo Beiting wrongly. However, he doesn't mean to help her, and doesn't even intend to refute Shen Yiqiao's words. His heart suddenly seems to be soaked in ice water, and his whole body is cold.